Tuesday, December 29, 2020

Did You Survive December 25th?


Hello Nutties!  I know I said that I would probably check in during our extra-long holiday break and I am surprised as you that I am writing so soon.  Needless to say, the insanity knows not the date nor the fact that I am on vacation, so I will jump right in. 

Christmas day in the Northeast did not see "normal" December temperatures.  It was over 60 degrees and we had rain - a great deal of rain.  Remember how we had snow - a great deal of snow not so long ago? (click here for recap).  Well, that snow is now gone and has been replaced with standing water and mud.  

The above weather factoid brings me to my first instance of insanity that I have encountered since starting my holiday break.  On Christmas morning (yes, Christmas morning), I received an email (I guess I should thank my lucky stars that it wasn't a phone call) from The Boss.  He was writing to tell me we had received a great deal of rain and the pond on our property had overtaken its banks.  The following things were uttered by me (out loud) while I read this email.  Number one - no shit Sherlock, I heard it rain all night too.  Number two - why the hell were you at The Nuthouse on Christmas day?  Number Three - why the frick do I care that the pond has filled up and overtaken its banks.  Why, why, why does he feel the need to tell me everything?  I took a deep breath and responded to his email (it was Christmas and I was being nice) and said that I would be stopping by the office next week and I am sure the pond will have receded back to its normal banks by then.

I spoke to my parents via Facetime on Christmas and they are doing well and remain COVID free.  It was a fairly normal conversation and everyone was fully clothed (click here for recap) - it was a Christmas miracle! They too had warm weather and couldn't believe that our temperatures were so high for Christmas day.  We caught up with the news around their town - increasing COVID numbers, people who were having large gatherings for the holiday and my Mom's latest trip to the casino (news flash - she lost again).  It's nice to talk to them even about trivial things and I miss having them around for the holidays!

That brings us to my trip to The Nuthouse today.  When I arrived today, it was at the same time as the mailman.  Now, I haven't discussed it, but our mailman is not the most personable person in the world.  I thought maybe it was due to the holiday and being so busy, but I am beginning to think he is just a cantankerous bitch all the time.  As the mailman exited his vehicle, I said hello and asked what he was doing here.  He ignored my question, proceeded to huff at me and hand me a huge pile of mail.  I was confused, but thanked him for the mail and reminded him that we are closed until January 4th.  He looks at me and sarcastically says that it would have been nice to have been told this information because he has been coming here each day and no one is available to take the mail.  I reminded him that we discussed our closure on December 23 and December 24 when he delivered.  The angry look he gave me could have stopped a train - he then said that I never told him we were closing.  Clearly, I am surrounded by incompetence (I told him not once, but TWO DAYS IN A ROW).  Now remember, you never want to piss off a postal carrier - they don't call it going postal for nothing!  Instead, I just smiled and sweetly, but with a bit of sarcasm, said that he was right, I probably didn't tell him on Wednesday or Thursday when he delivered, but luckily now he is aware.  Then I wished him a Happy New Year and skipped up the walkway to the front door.  I swear, I think I heard him talking to himself as he was heading back to his mail truck.  I better make sure I am not around in case he comes back.

As I balanced the leaning tower of Pisa sized pile of mail I received, I checked out the pond.  It might be more accurate to say, I looked at it from the walkway considering it was so muddy with all of the rain.  From my vantage point it looked fine and had not overtaken the building or parking lot - so no worries there.  I entered the building and said my hello to our mascot and gave him some fish food.  I also turned off many of the lights that The Boss must have left on during his Christmas day visit.  I opened the door to the warehouse and turned off that light too.  At least The Boss learned his lesson about walking around the warehouse in the dark (click here for recap) - now, we just have to make sure he turns off the lights when he is finished.

Well, I'm going back to my vacation with my two furry boys.  As you can imagine, Cooper is loving having me home; Milo not as much!  Hopefully our next interaction will be on January 4th.  Happy New Year everyone!  

Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Happy Festivus Nutties!


Some people consider this day Christmas Eve eve, not me... it's Festivus baby!  Bring out your unadorned aluminum pole and be prepared to hear my grievances!  Seriously, I will not be boring you with my grievances this year - 2020 has created so many of them, we might be here until 2021 to cover them all.  We all have things to do...

As you know, although The Boss cannot hire a snow plow driver to save his life and he thinks it is fine to have staff sit around all day with wet work clothes (click here for recap), his decision to close tomorrow and after lunch and re-open on  January 4th remains in effect.  Needless to say, with today being our last full day of work, some of us began celebrating a bit early.  A bunch of us brought in snacks and lunch and the entire Nuthouse has been eating since 9 AM.  FYI - I am going to need my holiday stretchy pants when I get home and they might not come off until January 3rd.

I know you will miss stories from The Nuthouse, but don't worry, I might be stopping by to say hello during my holiday sabbatical.  I'm sure conversations with my family on Friday will constitute at least one blog post.  I have also told The Boss that I will stop in a couple of times during the break to check on The Nuthouse.  Really, I am just coming in to check on and feed our mascot Frack (click here for recap) and (click here for recap).  He continues to thrive in the insanity that is The Nuthouse and I wouldn't want anything to happen to him during a long break (RIP Frick).

I just wanted to take the opportunity to say Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy Kwanza, etc. to everyone who has stuck by this blog this past year.  Let's be honest, 2020 has been a dumpster fire for so many and I really don't think anyone will be sorry to see it go.  My hope is for health and happiness in 2021 for everyone and their families.  We really do deserve a good year after the one we just went through.  Enjoy your holiday - I know I will...see you soon!

Saturday, December 19, 2020

With "Friends" Like That....


I apologize for the lack of a post yesterday, but I was sooo pissed off, I am afraid to imagine what I would have written! Let's jump in the "way back" machine and review what occurred yesterday that still has me fuming (and shivering).

As you may remember from my last post (click here for recap), the east coast was hit with quite a large snowstorm - the first big one of the season and my gosh it was big.  When all was said and done, my home had over 35 inches of the white stuff.  The Boss' friend had not shown up to plow the parking lot, so he phoned everyone and declared a snow day!  Needless to say, the warm and fuzzy feelings he generated with that kind gesture quickly disappeared when we all appeared for work yesterday.

Now, as you remember, the dirt road we drive down to gain access to our office is the worst road (if you can call it that) in America.  That being said, it is a town road, so it is the responsibility of the town to keep it plowed and clear.  Strangely enough, once the 30+ inches of snow is packed down in the huge ruts and potholes, the road rides pretty smoothly.  Sorry, I'm getting off topic - back to my story.

When we arrived yesterday morning, the main road leading to our offices had been plowed (thank you to the town).  As I drove down the road, I began to notice familiar looking cars parked out on the main, dirt road.  These cars were those of my co-workers.  As I got closer, I noticed The Boss' car stuck on a snowbank leading into our parking lot. It looked buried and covered in snow.  Then I noticed the real shit show!  Our parking lot was still not plowed!  The Boss' car was still there from the day before when he got stuck trying to get in (then he phoned everyone and declared a snow day).  My Fucking God, our lot still hasn't been plowed! Considering the town road had been plowed, the snow bank to gain access to our lot was well over five feet tall and was more ice than snow!

As I pull up, I see my co-workers attempting to traverse the enormous snow (ice) bank leading to our lot.  They looked like a National Geographic show about goats walking up those huge mountains.  As I was parking, I saw Rachael slip and slide a bit down the "mountain"...that was going to hurt later.  I got out of the car and asked what the hell was going on.  The Boss quickly chimes in and says, " my friend will be here soon to plow us out, in the meantime, let's just get to the office and start the day."

Is this man more insane than I have ordinally thought?  He wants his employees to climb up a five foot high pile of ice and then trek through 30+ inches of snow (which was light in nature and had blown into some drifts much, much taller than me), to get to the office and "start the day."  No one seemed to be saying anything, but I'm sure we were all thinking the same thing - maybe if we kill him and throw him in a snow bank no one will find him until spring!  I know I wouldn't tell!

Well, I began my trek, up the mountainside and back down.  It wasn't sooo bad because most of the snow very firm and ice-like.  Once I got to the other side of the mountain, things dramatically changed.  As I had mentioned, the snowfall was originally light and fluffy, so it also had blown around quite a bit creating large drifts.  Since the snow had been sitting on the parking lot since it fell, it had started to "settle" and get heavier and wetter.  So, picture this, now we have to trek across a large parking lot, in wet snow, well up to our thighs (maybe higher in some spots).  This is total bullshit!

Once we all make it to the walkway leading to front door, I notice that it hasn't even been shoveled!  What the fuck was The Boss doing while he was here yesterday?  It never ever occurred to him to shovel the walkway to the front door.  Nope, we get to the front door and the snow has blown 3/4 of the way up the door.  This day just keeps getting better and better. I'm telling you, killing him keeps looking better and better too!

We finally are able to get into the office; we are tired, cold, our noses are running and we are fricken wet from ass to toes!  Does this fricken rocket scientist expect us to sit here in wet clothes all day?  Yup, he said he would "turn up the heat a bit" to dry everyone out.  Needless to say, the majority of us shivered the entire day!  The heat never really felt warm enough and we were all miserable.  The best part of this story - The Boss had to go out during the day and he made sure to stop at home and pick up some dry clothes for himself.  When he got back from his trip out, he brings a bag into the bathroom and emerges with different (dry) clothes and actually has the audacity to say, "wow, that's better".  I really thought he might die in that moment and I don't think anyone would have cared.

Fast forward to the end of the day - yes, everyone is still cold and wet and guess what?  His "friend" finally shows up - at 4:30 PM!  The asshole didn't even have the ice mountain at the end of the parking lot plowed out by the time we left, so everyone got the honor of getting wet and cold again in an effort to get the fuck out of dodge.  I have to say, I think The Boss is lucky yesterday was a Friday and we all have the weekend off to calm down.  I have never seen so many angry people before in one place; even Mike (the god loving man), was fit to be tied and I actually heard some swear words come out of his mouth (there may be hope for him yet).

Well, it is Saturday morning and I am still cold, but I am able to feel my toes again (I guess that is a plus).  Enjoy you weekend Nutties!

Thursday, December 17, 2020

Well...Hello, Snow!

Good day Nutties and for those of you on in the eastern part of the United States, welcome to Snowmageddon!  It took a while for the snow to start where I am, so much so, that I thought that maybe - just maybe, they had predicted incorrectly.  By the time I went to be last night, a few light flurries had started to come down, but it still didn't look like it was going to amount to anything substantial.

Fast forward to my alarm going off this morning.  There is a frickin shitload of snow out there and it continues to fall!  When I woke up, I found Milo sitting on his cat condo watching the snow fall and blow around outside.  He is an inside cat and I'm sure he is quite pleased of that fact this morning. It is not safe for beast or beauty out there!  There is so much snow out there, that I think I may be higher than poor Milo.  Now, Cooper is another story entirely, once that crazy dog realized it was/had snowed outside, you would have thought his bladder was about to EXPLODE!  He was so preoccupied with going outside, he didn't even want his morning treats.  This boy LOVES the snow!

I bundled up in my ski clothes and brought Cooper out (I couldn't take the whining any longer); he was soooo happy and was so adorable jumping around in all the snow.  I watched him for a good fifteen minutes as he raced around, jumping, rolling and attempting to catch snowflakes in his mouth.  Clearly, I have a dog that is a BIG fan of the white stuff.  Me, not so much, but I do have to admit watching him have so much fun was a great way to start the morning.

My morning continued to improve.  As I was trying to stay warm while Cooper played, my cell phone rang and I was curious to see that it was The Boss.  When I picked up, he first apologized for phoning so early, but he wanted to catch me before I started getting ready for work.  He reported that the snow plow guy had not shown up yet and his car was already stuck in his attempt to turn into our parking lot.  I questioned where the snow plow (his friend...remember) could be and he ignored my question (click here for recap).  He said he will keep me posted on the status of the plow guy (why?), but in the meantime, I should stay home and enjoy the day.  

I cannot say the change in plans broke my heart; especially considering that I was thinking of calling in today.  I'm not sure if I am going to have much of a relaxing day now that Cooper knows there is snow outside, but any day with Cooper (and Milo) is better than a day in The Nuthouse!  I guess the question will be when will The Boss' friend show up to plow us (and him) out?  I don't want to say I told you so, but I told you this was going to be a disaster if we had any sort of significate snow accumulations.

Enjoy the day if you are staying home and stay off the roads if you can! 

Wednesday, December 16, 2020

The Countdown Is On!


Don't worry Nutties, I haven't gone to the dark side.  As much as everyone is trying, I still am not looking forward to Christmas this year.  What I am looking forward to is our Holiday break from The Nuthouse.  As you may remember, The Boss has decided to close between Christmas and New Year's this year (click here for recap).  I honestly cannot remember looking so forward to something for quite some time.  I am counting down the days like a kid waiting for Santa!  As my picture above states, I don't think singing Christmas songs will get me sent home early, but maybe some death metal tunes would do the trick.  I am willing to try anything to start this holiday break early! Can it just be December 24th already!!!

The Nuthouse was pretty quiet today, mostly due to the fact that The Boss was gone the majority of the day.  Yesterday, he was talking about how he hadn't started his Christmas shopping yet and and he didn't even have any ideas of what to buy.  I suggested that he start his shopping during the week (rather than the weekend) and maybe the stores would be less crowded.  Now, I know the stores are going to be just as crowded today as this weekend - it is nine days until Christmas for Christ sake!  I just thought maybe I could convince him to spend some time away from the office.  I am proud that my suggestion worked and so are my coworkers!

Mike and Wayne spent a great deal of time today discussing the upcoming Christmas Eve service at their church.  From what I could gather from their conversations, there is going to be a thing with the kids and the whole service will be held by candlelight.  Sounds like it will be pretty, candlelight and all, but as a kid, the last place I would want to be on Christmas Eve is performing in some church pageant.  Oh well, you know what they say, different strokes for different folks.

Drew and his family are going to cut down their Christmas tree this weekend.  I guess they travel up north each year to find the perfect specimen, cut it down, strap it to the truck and bring it home.  Very Griswold like, if I do say so myself.  We never had a real tree growing up - my Mom always liked putting up the tree around the first of December and real tree would never have made it until Christmas if it went up that early.  My parents still have a fake tree to this day and it seems that she puts it up earlier and earlier each year.  This year she bought a new model and was so pleased with it she had to phone me at the "ass crack of dawn" to tell me all about it.  As always, she is looking forward to the holiday and she cannot fathom that I am not doing the same.

Tonight, I have BIG plans!  I am grabbing a pizza on my way home and catching up on some Netflix.  The Northeast is expecting a heck of a snow storm (maybe 2-3 feet) and I have a feeling that I may be snowed in and unable to make it to work tomorrow (wink, wink).  We will see how things work out.  Although you cannot see me as I type this, I am crossing my fingers for snow and lots of it!  

Until tomorrow Nutties (or the day after if I am lucky).  Stay safe and off the roads if we do get the storm they are anticipating.  You know how people forget how to drive during the first big snow storm!

Monday, December 14, 2020

The Boss Thought He Lost His Wallet


Welcome to Monday at The Nuthouse!  When I arrived this morning, I had high hopes that today would be calm and quiet.  I had some year-end stuff that I had hoped to get finished today and the "llama drama" that The Boss adds to the mix does nothing to aid in productivity!

The morning started out like any other, coffee was made and The Boss looked over the work orders for the day.  Since he has decided to close The Nuthouse between Christmas and New Year (yippee), he has been "organizing" the order in which the work orders should be filled.  We all know from past blog posts, that the warehouse staff just LOVES when he does this (insert sarcasm here).  For the most part, it was pretty much business as usual until The Boss came back from his trek to the Post Office.

Once The Boss returned from the Post Office, The Nuthouse turned into Bizzarro World and remained that way the rest of the day.  Allow me to explain... when The Boss returned from his trek, he had a great deal of mail (as is normal on Monday), along with some boxes.  His hands were quite full when he returned and he seemed a bit more disorganized than normal (I know..that is saying something!).

About a half hour after his return, he started walking around the office, in and out of the kitchen and in and outside.  After his third trip, I asked if he was okay and what was going on.  He reported that he lost his wallet and was trying to re-trace his steps.  (Now, considering how this man walks around like a hamster on meth, retracing his steps is quite a process).  He said he was sure he had it while he was at the Post Office, but now he cannot find it.  I asked if he had checked in his car and/or under the driver seat.  He looked at me like I had just given him the cure for cancer - he hadn't thought to look in the car (see..hamster on meth).  He runs (literally, runs) outside and comes back in a few moments, out of breath and reports that it wasn't there.

Now, he continues traveling around the office and outside like a rabid dog and each time he passes my desk he looks crazier.  Each trip he is a bit redder in the face and his hair has now taken on a mad scientist vibe.  After what seemed like two dozen trips, he finally sits down at his desk in a very vocal way - he expels a large breath out, gives a high-pitched sigh and puts his mad scientist hair covered head in his hands.

Next, I hear him on the phone with who I can only assume is his wife.  I hear him say that he did "look all over for it" and "no, it wasn't left at the Post Office"  he then said that he will have to phone the credit card companies, but he doesn't even know what cards he has or the numbers.  On a side note, this woman must be a saint for putting up with this insanity for all of these years.  He ends the phone call with his wife and makes a trip the restroom.

At the same time, I go into his office and put some checks on his chair that I need signatures for.  As I am walking past his desk on my way back out the door, what do I see sitting plain as day on the corner of his desk?  Yup, his wallet.  As he leaves the restroom and comes past my desk, I tell him while putting checks on his chair for signature, I noticed his wallet on the corner of his desk.

The man is the textbook definition of crazy!

Monday, December 7, 2020

I Don't Think The Boss Believes In Dry Cleaners


I like to pride myself on being bit of an observer.  Annoyingly, I have a tendency to notice some things that others might not.  That being said, I realized today that I had missed something that has been staring me straight in the face ever since I arrived at The Nuthouse.  That is not like me!!

As I have mentioned before, as a rule, we do not have many face-to-face interactions with the public.  Our offices do not have customers that "drop in" and our only visitors are usually delivery and freight drivers.  Honestly, who in their right mind would come down that shitty road by accident (click here for recap).  Since we do not have interactions with the public, we are allowed to have a more relaxed work attire than most offices.  The Boss does not wear a suit or jacket and tie.  For the most part we are a jeans and button down shirt type of office.  

Now, from time to time, The Boss will have a meeting in The Nuthouse - hell, we had to build a conference room for all his meetings - insert sarcasm (click here for recap).  When he does have a meeting, he will walk to the coat rack that is stationed in the corner of the room and remove this navy blue sport coat and put it on.  I never thought too much about this coat rack, jacket or the fact that it has been hanging on the fore mentioned coat rack since I started at The Nuthouse.

As I scanned the room today (for no other reason than I was focusing away from my computer screen), I saw this jacket hanging there and realized that I have never not seen that jacket there.  My curiosity was piqued.  I walked over to it and I was shocked to notice how....dirty, even grimey it looked.  The more I thought and looked at it, it almost looked like it could stand there on it's own.  Had this fricken' jacket ever even visited a dry cleaners?  How could I not have noticed this before?

I became obsessed with this jacket and the more I thought about it, the more I realized, it really has never been dry cleaned!  I was so disappointed in myself and my lack of noticing this before, that I asked Rachael about it.  She too had never noticed, but once I brought it to her attention, she had the same reaction as I did.  She couldn't believe she had missed it all this time.

As we close out 2020, I will let you know if, maybe it gets to visit the cleaners once a year (all year it waits for December 31 to get cleaned).  I'll keep you updated!  Until next time Nutties.

Wednesday, December 2, 2020

It Is A Happy, Happy Wednesday!


Happy Wednesday Nutties; welcome to another day at The Nuthouse!  We are halfway through the week and I can see the finish line...it's right there!

The Boss gathered us together for a meeting in the conference room this morning.  When we entered the room, the conference table contained bagels and cream cheese - YUM!  Breakfast waiting for us when we arrive on a Wednesday is a not a bad way to start the day.  Little did we know, that the day was going to get infinitely better.  He started out by saying that he appreciated everyone's hard work and continued dedication and he was wondering how we should celebrate the holiday this year.  He then said the best sentence that a boss could ever say....The Nuthouse will be closed between Christmas in New Years Day!

We all looked at one another and thought that we had heard him wrong.  Did he just say that they office will be closed from December 25 - January 1?  He then elaborated - the office will close on December 24th at 12 noon.  We will come in that day and make sure we are ready for 2021 and lunch will be delivered.  Once we are done with lunch, we are free... free until 2021!  The office will then re-open the morning of January 4th.  Then the news got even better... these days will be paid days off and no vacation time will need to be used.

Now, I am guilty of talking a bunch of shit on The Boss.  I do not apologize for that - he is annoying as hell, but he is also the most generous boss I have every worked for.  He does go out of his way to do extremely nice things for his employees.  Needless to say, we were quite a happy bunch today!  Maybe my Grinch heart is melting a bit more.

Happy Hump Day Nutties!

Monday, November 30, 2020

Back To The Nuthouse


Yup, it's Monday morning after a long holiday weekend.  As you can probably guess, I wanted to go to work today about as much as I wanted to have my teeth pulled without nonvaccine.  That being said, I am a trooper and a dedicated employee, so I pulled my sorry carcass out of bed and did my duty!

My holiday was really low-key and nice.  I went to a friend's home for Thanksgiving; we ate too much while we watched football and yelled at the television.  Since new quarantine rules are in effect around here, I was not able to do my yearly Thanksgiving Eve bar crawl, which if I were being honest, allowed me to feel much more rested and refreshed when I woke up on Thanksgiving morning.  It was a bummer not seeing friends on Thanksgiving Eve, but I'm sure many out of towners didn't even travel this holiday, so I'll see you all next year (fingers crossed).

I FaceTimed with my parents on Thanksgiving morning.  My Mom and Dad were celebrating the holiday at their house and had purchased a small turkey breast for dinner.  They actually seemed happy to just be spending the day together and having a low-key holiday.  I think this pandemic has shown us that sometimes less is more.  Their FaceTime skills are much improved (click here for recap) and Dad had pants on when he was speaking with me (click here for recap) - so, clearly it was a good day!  I did get to see their "famous" Christmas tree that they were so excited to tell me about last week (click here for recap).  I cannot tell a lie; it really is perfect and looks great they way they decorated it.  It makes me happy that they can still get excited over things like a new tree and it give me hope for when I am old!

I enjoyed my Friday off by doing a bit of online shopping and television watching with the Furry Boys.  Just because I am a Grinch this year, doesn't mean I will not take advantage of well-priced holiday items.  I purchased a new IPad and a new Kindle to replace the older models I currently own.  Both items have already been delivered and yes, I am already using them!  Merry Christmas to me!  I finished watching Ted Lasso and would highly recommend it.  It is a feel-good show that isn't all about soccer.

When I arrived at work today, The Boss was already there (my Monday keeps getting better and better).  He had the tree lights on and Christmas music playing throughout the building.  This crazy man is REALLY into the holidays this year!  I have to admit, the tree looks nice and makes the office seem a bit cheerier.  Who knows, maybe my Grinch heart is beginning to melt a bit.  I could do without the constant holiday music, but I have noise cancelling headphones that come in handy here, so I don't have to listen if I don't want.

There were no signs of a Yogi visit over the holiday (click here for recap); maybe he traveled to a relatives for the holiday or maybe it's hibernation time.  I think The Boss was a bit disappointed that he didn't visit, but at the same time he says he doesn't want Yogi around (what do they say about protesting too much).

It was pretty quiet today.  I think everyone is still recuperating from eating too much all weekend.  The warehouse is almost caught up with all the work orders, so they did some year-end cleaning to pass the time.  I began my year-end pack up of accounting files and work orders and started to get ready for 2021.  I cannot believe it will be December tomorrow!

Enjoy your day Nutties...until next time!

PS - In case you were wondering, Mike did bring in some religious holiday ornaments to add to the tree.  Now we have a couple of crosses, a baby in a manger and some wise men.  I feel better already!

Wednesday, November 25, 2020

The Tree Trimming Went As Well As You Would Expect


Today is the day before Thanksgiving; I hope you are all ready to wear your stretch pants, watch football and eat waaayy too much tomorrow.  We have a shortened day at The Nuthouse today - we are closing early to begin our Turkey Day festivities.  That being said, The Boss decided that in order to leave early we need to first decorate the Christmas tree that he brought in from his home yesterday morning (click here for recap).  As you might remember, I am a bit of a Grinch this year and I can comfortably say today's group tree trimming did little to help make that any better.

This morning started off with the arrival to The Nuthouse.  I decided to bring donuts for everyone, so we could begin the overeating process for the long weekend.  When we arrived, the pile of decorations The Boss deposited in the middle of the floor yesterday were still there waiting for us.  As the Grinch of the group, I felt the pile of decorations was mocking me, but everyone else seemed to be excited about the tree trimming.  I think it may have been the extra sugar from the donuts, but I could be wrong.

Once we finished our donut snacks, The Boss decided it was time to begin the tree trimming.  This is when the fun really began (insert sarcasm here)!  The Boss decided that first we should take everything out of the bags and boxes and review the materials we had.  More than one employee mentioned that maybe we should set up the tree first because we would need the extra room and then access the remainder of the decorations.  The Boss wasn't having it - he wanted all materials out of the bags and strewn across the floor. I swear, it's like working with a five-year-old child.

So, the tree assembly began and it went as smoothly as any other process in The Nuthouse.  We had people who wanted to be in charge (The Boss, Drew and Mike), people who just went with the crowd (Rachael, Alex and Wayne) and those who didn't care and just wanted to leave early (Adam and I).  Once the tree was up, then the lights had to be strung and the next world defining question was asked....do we start at the bottom or at the top?  I swear, this discussion lasted fifteen fricken minutes!  Finally, those insane individuals (who will remain nameless) that were arguing finally gave up and did what The Boss wanted.  I so wanted to scream..."WHO CARES WHERE LIGHTS START, STRING THOSE F*CKERS SO WE CAN GO HOME!"

Next were the ornaments, two of which Wayne dropped and broke...oh, Wayne - you never fail to disappoint!  By 3 PM the tree was finished and it actually looked nice considering the motley crew that put it together.  By 3:30 PM I was out the door to begin my long Turkey Day weekend!  I guess I am proud to say that I survived The Nuthouse tree trimming event!

Enjoy your holiday Nutties and don't eat too much!  See you next week!

PS - I almost forgot - Mike made sure to comment that since Christmas is to celebrate the birth of Christ, he would bring in some religious ornaments on Monday to add to the tree since we currently didn't have any.  Thank goodness for Mike (insert sarcasm here)!

Tuesday, November 24, 2020

And, My Rant From Last Week Continues...


As some of you might remember, I had a bit of a "breakdown" last week discussing how Christmas movies, decorations, commercials, etc. are being shown earlier this year than in previous seasons (click here for recap).  In case you are wondering, I am still annoyed by the whole thing and after speaking with my parents and coming into the office today, I can see my annoyance will be continuing for a while longer.

My morning started out a bit earlier than usual - my Mom decided that she needed to speak with me prior to work.  As I have mentioned before, my parents live a couple of time zones away, so she needed to get up pretty early in the morning to catch me before work.  When my phone rang this morning, I initially was worried when I saw who was calling.  I picked up the phone and immediately asked what was wrong. My Mom quickly reassured me everything was fine, but she just wanted to tell me about the new Christmas tree they purchased.  

Are you kidding me!  She got up at the ass crack of dawn and called me to tell me about their new tree??? Clearly, they have been sucked into the vortex of celebrating early this year.  They have swallowed the blue and red pill and are 100% on board. My Mom discussed this fricken tree for over 15 minutes...where they found it, how they picked it out, the decorations they bought for it.  By the time she was finished, my head was spinning.  I told her I was happy that she was so pleased with her new tree and reminded her that I had to get ready for work.  No, I didn't mention that Thanksgiving hadn't even been celebrated yet! I promised to phone Thanksgiving to catch up on everything else (not tree related) going on with her and my Dad.

As I drove into work, I still was having a difficult time wrapping my head around her excitement about this damn tree.  Maybe I am just a big Grinch this year, but I am not looking forward to the holiday at all.  I arrived at work and The Boss was busy unpacking bags from his car.  I stopped and offered some assistance and he quickly accepted.  As he was handing me a couple of the bags, I saw what was in them and I almost vomited on his shoes....Christmas decorations!!!  OH, MY FRICKEN GOD, he is planning on decorating The Nuthouse! 

As he and I carried in the holiday supplies, he couldn't contain his excitement about decorating for our first holiday in The Nuthouse.  His family had purchased a new artificial tree and since there was nothing wrong with the one they were replacing, he thought it would be perfect to set up here.  What is wrong with me?  Why can't I get this excited about Christmas this year?  Clearly, I need help!

He deposited all of the supplies in the middle of the main floor and went to his office.  As the day progressed, the pile remained there untouched (big surprise).  When I asked if he wanted the decorations moved (so they were not in the way of EVERYONE), he indicated that we were going to be putting the decorations up tomorrow and then leave early to begin our Thanksgiving holiday (we are off on Friday).

I can get behind the leaving early tomorrow part, but a group tree decorating....I don't think so! I would rather birth a rhino!  Welcome to my hell!  Until tomorrow Nutties!

Friday, November 20, 2020

Week End Wrap Up From The Nuthouse


Well, it's Friday once again (yippee) and although the insanity at The Nuthouse was quiet this week (except for Yogi), I wanted to give you a week end wrap up before you go off to enjoy your two-day hibernation (get it?  hibernation..bear)

  • Yogi did not come back that next night (click here for recap), but he did make an appearance the following evening.  No, he did not raid the dumpster again, but he was interested in our glass entry door.  I believe he may have visited a muddy area prior to stopping at The Nuthouse, because it looked like he rubbed his muddy body all over the glass door.  It was quite a vision when we came in this morning.
  • The Boss said he would clean the entry door of the mud described above.  I should have known better than to say okay and just did it myself.  He announced he would clean it up and had to don rubber gloves and eye protection to spray some Windex on the glass door.  When I saw this ridiculous display, I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to last until 5 PM (don't worry, I'm tough; I made it through the remainder of the day).
  • It must be recruitment time at again the church that Mike and Wayne belong to (click here for recap).  They have been meeting at all times during the day and keep talking about what a big day Sunday will be.  Maybe they are going to sacrifice a goat or something...who knows.
  • The Boss' injury is gone and no longer discussed or referenced.  No more ace bandages, crutches or limping on the wrong side of the body (he sometimes forgets where he is actually injured).  I am happy to say all employees survived his injury without killing him or inflicting an injury on themselves to get away.
  • We have received a couple of small snowfalls here at The Nuthouse (nothing that would require plowing).  The Boss has now realized that he will have to find someone to plow our parking lot since we no longer rent space.  That has been a long and painful process.  It sounds like he has someone he considers a friend (I'm not sure if this person knows he is considered a "friend") that he is going to hire to take care of the plowing.  He was quite surprised that you couldn't just hire a plowing company to come when you called them, you actually had to contract with them to come once it snowed above a certain amount.  He thought this was ridiculous and only wants someone to come when he calls.  This doesn't have disaster written all over it!  I hope it is not going to be too snowy this season.  Stay tuned for updates as we get further into the winter season.
  • The Boss has been talking about hiring another warehouse employee since business continues to improve.  I'm not sure what steps he has taken to begin this process, but if it's anything like his last hire (click here for recap) (click here for recap), I will know to be prepared for porn printed from the internet when I clean out his area.
  • Our mascot Frack is still going strong and continues to bring joy and humor to our humble workspace.  Yes, The Boss is still obsessed with the two-gallon fish tank being too loud.  I think Frack is just staying alive to annoy him.  Gotta love that fish!
Enjoy your weekend Nutties and until next time!

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Bear Picnic At The Nuthouse


When I arrived this morning and found quite a mess outside the building.  Someone or something had been rummaging through our dumpster and removed some of our garbage bags.  They then proceeded to take these bags across the parking lot to an area near our pond for their feast.  It looks like it might be a bear and it cracks me up that he stole the garbage and took it to a "scenic" spot to eat it.  You know what they say, restaurant ambiance is everything!

The Boss arrived and the garbage was still strewn across the yard (of course).  He came in the office, and as you can imagine, he was all about the mess and the possibility of a new visitor!  He wanted to know if anyone had seen what made the mess.  Although he has thought the wildlife was against him in the past (click here for recap), he seems to be impressed that a bear picked his humble area to steal his trash and enjoy a feast.  The Boss looked out his window a least a dozen times today - I think he was looking for the bear, but he says he was just checking to see if it was going to rain.

When we left this evening, we make sure the cover to the dumpster was completely closed and that all the trash from last evening was picked up.  Bets on when Yogi visits us again... interesting times at The Nuthouse continues!

Until next time Nutties!

Monday, November 16, 2020

Today, I Will Rant!


I have been fairly quiet lately because even I think my mood is too poor to subject it to others.  I currently have some not so nice things going on in my personal life and it has put me in a foul mood (more foul than usual). So,  I decided to step away for a few days and not subject you, my loyal readers to my piss-poor disposition.  That being said, I am back and today I have a rant (sorry)!

I realize that 2020 has sucked big moose balls for everyone and their brother.  I know that we all (me included), just want this year to be over and done with.  I often ask myself, 2021 cannot be worse...can it?  I think I even mentioned recently that I would  be willing to add a couple more months of winter if we could just skip ahead to 2021 already.  That is saying A LOT because no one hates winter and cold weather more than I do.  But alas, those wishes cannot be granted and we must push through the remaining dumpster fire days of 2020.

Although, I wish for 2021 to arrive, at the same time I am disgusted at the early showing of Christmas and holiday crap on TV, radio and such.  I, along with everyone else. am accustomed to seeing holiday decorations in stores as soon as they take down the Halloween costumes and candy.  This occurs every year and although I do not agree, I am used to it (and no longer complain about it).  What I am not used to is along with the store displays, now we have holiday movies on numerous television stations, radio stations going all Christmas music, all the time and between those holiday television shows, holiday commercials!  All this shit began on November 1st....November 1st, people!  I remember it well; I was in my kitchen with the television on in the background and I thought I heard a Christmas song being played.  I actually thought I was hearing things and went in the living room to check it out.  Lo and behold, right there on the screen were a happy, perfect couple, dressed in Santa hats presenting each other with keys to the new cars they bought for each other.  Excuse me while I vomit!

Don't get me wrong, I looovvve the holidays!  I love to decorate the tree (sometimes just to watch Milo destroy it), I love to shop for my family and wrap gifts.  I love listening to Christmas music and Holly on Sirius XM is my jam for the month of December.... I repeat, not November 1st!  Can't we just enjoy Thanksgiving.  Isn't it enough time to start the holiday crap on Thanksgiving night?

I have to stop, because I am just making myself angry again.  Until next time Nutties - hopefully I will be in a better mood, but who knows!

Monday, November 9, 2020

Welcome to Another Monday In The Nuthouse!


Good day Nutties and welcome to another Monday!  This week is looking up because our offices will be closed on November 11 - Veterans Day.  As I have mentioned before, The Boss believes if the banks are closed, we are closed; so it looks like hump day will be a bit easier to face this week.

Let me bring you up to date on the goings on here at The Nuthouse.  The Boss continued to refrain from bothering (or should I say, annoying) the contractor, so we are now the proud owners of a door in the conference room.  As the days continue to get chillier, not having to exit the building and freeze our asses to gain access to the warehouse is a wonderful, wonderful thing.  You know what they say about the little things!

The Boss has stopped wearing his ace bandage and ditched his crutches.  He is still hobbling a bit, but I think he is doing much better - even if he is slow to admit it to himself.  Sometimes I think he doesn't get enough attention at home, so he tries to "recharge" his attention batteries here.  He barely mentioned the injury at all today (hallelujah) and at times I think he has forgotten about it entirely.

Business continues to progress at a great rate and we all appreciate how lucky we are to still be doing well with all that is going on in the country.  Our business overseas continues to expand and we are gaining a reputation as a company that can deliver materials when promised and at a fair price. There is a down side; as business improves, The Boss seems to become more nervous and wants to wield a tighter hold on everything going on around The Nuthouse.  Today, he questioned me about the office supply order I was placing.  He wasn't concerned that the order was too expensive, he was concerned that we should be ordering more stuff.  I also witnessed him in a deep discussion with the warehouse foreman concerning the best manner to fill orders....if this is what they consider growing pains, they are incredibly painful! I wouldn't be surprised if he starts his famous annoying trait of deciding how work orders are completed (click here for recap).  When he starts that craziness, it takes up at least three days of his time.

Well, that gives you a peek into Monday at The Nuthouse; don't be jealous that all this insanity is only for me and our other Nuthouse employees! Until next time...

Wednesday, November 4, 2020

I Was So Happy The Election Commercials Were Over...Now This!


Let me start by saying I realize and appreciate how fortunate we are as Americans to have the right and opportunity to have our voices heard in the voting process.  That being said, I was so sick of election commercials that by the end of this election cycle I thought I was going to scream if I were subjected to them one more day.  

First, we would have the republican stating all the bad things the democrat did/was going to do if elected.  That commercial would end, then immediately we would hear from the democrat saying the same negative things about the republican candidate - and that was only the Presidential candidates!  Once we had the presidential commercials covered, then the ads would move to the "local" races and the same thing would occur again.  It was like a crappier version of Groundhog Day (you know, that classic movie with Bill Murray).  I would change the station three times and each time I would encounter election ads.  I was so looking forward to November 3rd so the insanity would stop and my forms of media would return to "normal".  November 3rd has now passed and you know what they say...be careful what you wish for.

My television, radio and internet are finally free of election commercials, but now we entered into a different ring of hell; we don't know who won our biggest race - President.  I thought the election ads were insane, but I have a feeling the insanity is just beginning.  Here come the court cases, recounts and more hate being spewed.  Is there an over/under on when we are expecting to have a winner announced?  I swear, I am so done with 2020.  Can we just start 2021 right now?  I would be willing to give up Thanksgiving, Christmas and even extend the winter months - just let this shitty year end already.  I really don't know how much more I can take.  Serenity Now, Serenity Now (it's not working!)

Okay, rant over - see you tomorrow with actual Observations From The Nuthouse!

Monday, November 2, 2020

It's Monday and We Changed The Clocks!


Welcome to another Monday Nutties!  Not only is today Monday, but on Saturday evening we had to turn the clocks back one hour.  Now we have the luxury of not only waking up, but also driving home in the dark... I really love fall on the east coast (insert sarcasm here)!  As you might know, my weekend started off with one doozy of a hangover (click here for recap).  As I entitled the blog post - I'm not as young as I used to be and recovery does not come easy as it once did.  Most of my Saturday was spent watching Netflix and napping with my two furry footed boys.  On Sunday, I felt more human than Saturday and decided that football and a big pot of chili was the plan for the day.  I really accomplished very little the past two days!

As you can imagine, I was not looking forward to my arrival this morning to The Nuthouse.  Although, it was my own fault, it didn't really feel like my weekend was long enough.  It also felt like I had not been away long enough to have built up my callous to The Boss.  Now, let me explain - I consider weekends important aspects of my continued good mental health from working here.  Two days away from The Nuthouse allows me to build up some distance between sanity and insanity.  I like to call it my callous; each weekend, the callous grows a bit and makes it a little easier to deal with the insanity when I come back on Monday. You know, the insanity isn't so close to the nerve, so it is a little easier to deal with?  I don't know...it's what gets me through the craziness.

The Boss continues to attempt movement without his crutches.  If I am being honest, he is getting a bit better at maneuvering around the facility.  He wore the ace bandage today, but I really don't think he will have it for too much longer.  I have noticed he is staying clear of the warehouse, which is actually a smart thing considering he is still not too sure footed these days.  The contractor was also here today to finish framing in the new door that was cut last week.  Again, The Boss stayed away, so work was accomplished.  The framing is done and the door was hung; now we just need hardware and we should be good to go.

By the time 4 PM rolled around, I was more than ready to call it a day.  I asked The Boss if he would mind if I ducked out a bit early since I had an errand to run before close of business.  Of course, he didn't mind, and I was free as a bird by 4:05 PM and on my way back home.  My plan for the evening consists of eating the chili that I have left over, watching Monday night football and changing the battery in my smoke detector.  Now, some of you may remember the fiasco with my smoke detector (click here for recap), after that nightmare, I made a pact with myself to change the battery every time we adjust the clock.  The last thing I need to hear is that damn thing beeping again in the middle of the night.

So, remember Nutties - change your smoke detector batteries and don't forget tomorrow is election day - get out there and vote!

Saturday, October 31, 2020

I Am Not as Young As I Used to Be - Recovery Takes Longer!


Good morning...or should I say good afternoon Nutties.  Yesterday, I met some friends after work for cocktails and snacks.  It was my full intention to be home by eight and post my recap of yesterday's Nuthouse news.  Well, you know what they say about good intentions!  I stayed out waaayyy past eight and ended up crashing on a friend's couch because I was unfit for driving.  It's been a while since I indulged like that...I must have needed to relax a bit, but I have to admit, I'm not loving my choices right now.  Don't get me wrong, we had a great time, everyone was able to catch up and I was even able to entertain the troops with a few stories from the Nuthouse, but recovery is not as easy as it was when I was a younger man!

Having said that, let me get an industrial sized coffee and catch you up on what I had planned on reporting last night when I was supposed to be home early (and sober).  Friday morning started out like all our other mornings this week.  Our hop-a-long leader arrived a couple of minutes later than usual and still had all his gear in tow.  I swear, I NEED to see what the hell is in that messenger bag and backpack, they are like a thousand pounds each!  We were also graced by the presence of our contractor.  By the end of the day, we had a hole in the conference room, providing direct access to the warehouse!  He says he will be back to finish framing it in and hanging the actual door next week.  For those of you wondering, The Boss didn't spend near the amount of time with the contactor that he had previously in the week (which is why we actually have the door hole cut out).  I think The Boss is finally getting the hint - if he spends a great deal of time with this man, he will leave and not return for a day or so.  So, if The Boss wants work to be accomplished; he must leave the contactor alone.  Hey, I bet that theory would work in The Nuthouse too....a guy can wish, right?

As the day progressed, The Boss continued in his attempts to move around the office - but this day, he decided he should mix it up a bit and try to accomplish movement without being bogged down with those pesky crutches.  I swear, he looked like a newborn baby giraffe trying to get around without his crutches.  Now that I think about it, I don't know which was more dangerous - him with or without crutches.  All of the moving around seemed to exhaust him more today than usual and by lunchtime, he was much more stationary than previous days.  It was nice not to watch him almost fall, catch himself and then oooh and aahhh about it all day.  I just wish he would stay in his office more often.  A guy can wish, right?

I have a feeling next week he may lose the ace bandage accessory he has been sporting for the week. I think he is getting tired of trying to get around and still play off that he is extreme pain.  It is becoming reminiscent of the time he hurt his foot and then "forgot" it was injured (click here for recap).  We will see what next week brings; either way, I'm sure it will be entertaining!

Around 4 PM I received a text from my friend asking if I wanted to meet after work for drinks and snacks.  We haven't all gotten together in a while and it sounds like fun.  He assured me that it would only be a few hours, as he had something he needed to do first thing Saturday morning (we all know now how that turned out).  

Needless to say, I am moving a bit slower than a normal Saturday.  I think that I am going to relax on the couch with my two favorite furry boys and I promised myself I will not be doing that crazy stuff again for a while.  I am also going to make sure my lights are out tonight so I don't get any trick or treaters....the last thing I want to hear right now is that doorbell!

Happy Halloween Nutties; stay safe and don't eat too much candy.  See you on Monday!

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

We Couldn't Expect Two Days In A Row...

Yesterday, we reveled in the silence of The Nuthouse...The Boss decided to work from home.  He called in the morning and said his injuries were really bothering him and his wife thought it would be best if he stayed away from the office. Now, don't get me wrong, even without his physical presence in the office, he still drove us all nuts by phoning every hour and sometimes twice, but just not having him here was beyond wonderful!  We all thought that after a day working from home, he might realize it was easier for him and just stay there until he was able to get around in an more efficient manner.  Our dream didn't last long at all - he was back in the office bright and early this morning!

When I arrived, I saw his car in the parking lot and I actually said "f*uck me" out loud - a great way to start a Wednesday!  I made my way into the building and there he was attempting to make coffee with his wrapped knee and crutches from 1920.  He wasn't able to do his normal coffee making routine (click here for recap), so it actually wasn't as painful a process as it normally is.  The joy didn't last long; in the first twenty minutes I was in the office, he had gotten up from his desk and went somewhere three times....there was no doubt about it, today was going to suck!

Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, in walks the contractor to cut the door in the conference room so we don't have to leave the building and go outside to enter the warehouse.  Don't get me wrong, I was pleased as punch that we were finally going to get that door.  I, for one, was sick and tired of having to go outside to bring materials to the warehouse.  It is getting quite cold on the east coast and donning a jacket just to go to the warehouse was getting old.  I knew that the arrival of the contactor (i.e. a person who didn't know about The Boss' injury) was going to cause The Boss to have to tell the injury story again (you know the one about the messy warehouse, not the true one about his walking around a working warehouse in the dark).  He was also going to have to discuss his diagnosis and his timetable for recovery.  Lastly, with work being done in the conference room, he would now have one additional place to visit on his jaunts during the day.  Lord, give me strength!

As expected, The Boss spent a lot a of time with the contractor and on more than one occasion his crutches became entangled in construction debris, supplies and/or tools.  I could tell just from the tone of the conversations, the contractor was getting quite annoyed by The Boss' presence.  Fast forward to lunch time - the contract left for lunch and never came back.  Wow, it's like this has happened before...(click here for recap).

By the close of day, The Boss seemed a bit drained from all his running about and decided he needed to leave a bit early.  I asked if he would be working from home tomorrow, he said he wished that he could, but he has much too much to do tomorrow and needs to be here. Lucky us!

Until tomorrow Nutties!

Monday, October 26, 2020

The Boss Is Hurt and We Need The Pain Killers!

After the injury that occurred on Friday (click here for recap), I was totally prepared for today being painful, but honestly, I was unprepared how painful it was actually going to be.  I was first to arrive this morning, to an empty parking lot and I immediately knew we were in trouble.  The Boss is usually first to arrive in the office nine out of ten days.  Since he wasn't in when I arrived, I knew his injury was going to be the main source of pain and discomfort for us all today.

By 8:30 AM all Nuthouse employees were present and accounted for - except for The Boss.  He clearly planned his later arrival to make sure he had a "full house" when he arrived.  Around 9:15 AM, the door crudely opened and in walked, or should I say, in hobbled The Boss.  He was on crutches that looked like they were from 1920.  He had a messenger bag around his neck and it hung in the front of his body.  He also sported a back pack that was stuffed so full, it made him stoop forward at the waist.  A pack mule on a trip down the Grand Canyon might not have as much gear strapped to him.  He also had an ace bandage wrapped around his knee on the outside of his pants.  I guess that was so no one would be able to forget about his injury.  I had a feeling that he wasn't going to let anyone forget about this injury...

I got up to help take the messenger bag and backpack - they both were so heavy I wondered if they contained rocks!  I made sure the path was clear to his office, figuring he would want to sit down immediately.  I was correct about him wanting to sit down, but I was wrong about the location.  He found a vacant chair in the front area of the office, so he could hold court for a while.   His first comment was not to worry about him, he was going to be fine (Oh, god, this recovery was going to suck big moose c*ck).  He continued, and reported that he has a strained MCL and a sprained ankle.  He will need to take it easy for a while, but should heal just fine.  Rachel asked a couple of questions, which he answered in great detail and then finally made his way to his office.  We thought that would be the last sight of him for the rest of the day....we quickly discovered how wrong we were.

Now, a normal person would stay put for the day and only get up to use the facilities.  As we have already established, The Boss is not a normal person.  This idiot was getting up (or attempting to get up) what seemed to be every 15 minutes.  First, he had to go the warehouse (he will not use the intercom), the kitchen, the bathroom, outside or just walk around his office.  Each time he attempted to rise from his chair, we heard his pained cries, swearing and/or huffing.  This spectacle continued all frickin' day, each and every time he moved!  After I returned from lunch, I asked him if he wanted some chocolate pudding (this was a reference to a hilarious episode of The Office called The Injury - check it out if you haven't seen it).   He didn't get the joke, but Drew did and let out a hearty laugh when he heard me ask. I know it sounds mean, but by that point I was just done with all of his theatrics. 

He made his way to the door around 4 PM and said he would see us all tomorrow (god help us all). Clearly, I and the rest of my co-workers will all need chocolate "pain killer" pudding to help us survive the remainder of the week.  

BTW - no contractor today to cut a door in the conference room....yup, big surprise (insert sarcasm).

Friday, October 23, 2020

Injury At The Nuthouse...and It Was Not Wayne!


If you're a fan of our little blog, you know that most likely when an injury occurs on-site that Wayne is involved.  In his short tenure at The Nuthouse, he has famously burned off his eyebrows (click here for recap) and branded his own hand (click here for recap), and that was all before his three month anniversary.  He will always be a walking disaster, but today the injury we are discussing was sustained, not by Wayne, but rather The Boss.

Now, The Boss is not immune to injuries either; if you remember, he injured himself while on vacation (click here for recap), and we all suffered for that injury.  He also doesn't have a good record with the forklift in the warehouse (click here for recap), well today that same forklift exacted its revenge.  

We arrived this morning to find The Boss sitting in the middle of his office in his chair with his leg up on his visitors chair and a hand towel of some sort draped over his head.  He looked a bit like a pouty Cam Newton when he is having a bad game.  As you can imagine, no one wanted to broach the subject, but we had to ask what was going on. Oh, here we go...

So, as the story goes, The Boss arrived this morning and went in the warehouse to turn everything on.  We have these enormous overhead lights that take a while, once turned on, to come to full illumination. They almost have to warm up first.  So, when you flick the light switch, the warehouse doesn't immediately light up.  This is where the issue began.  He didn't wait until the lights reached full illumination (or any illumination) and attempted to navigate around a working warehouse in the dark (sounds like a smart decision... right?).  Well, as you can imagine, a normal person would not attempt such a foolish task.  As we have established, The Boss is not normal; he ended up tripping over one of the forks of the forklift and twisted his ankle and/or knee (we aren't quire sure yet).  He also reported that he is "all scraped" along his leg.  Then in perfect "Boss" fashion, he started complaining that the warehouse was messy and that was why he had his accident.  Yup, there is always someone else at fault for his poor judgement.

As the morning progressed, the sighing and the oohing and ahhhing continued to help illustrate to everyone he was in "extreme pain".  Someone suggested that he go to insta-care or even the insta-care at the orthopedic center near the office.  Each time someone make the suggestion of seeing a professional he said he would think about it.  All I could think was that this day was going to be a year long having to deal with this boo-boo.

Around 3 PM The Boss spoke with his wife who also must have suggested seeing a doctor, because as soon as he finished his call with her, he was out the door.  We didn't hear from him again before we left for the day, but I'm sure we will all know the outcome first thing Monday morning.  Maybe I feel an illness coming on and might not be able to make it on Monday....we will have to see.

Enjoy your weekend Nutties!

Tuesday, October 20, 2020

The Boss Had An Idea!


It happens sometimes, The Boss gets an idea.  Now, this idea may be something that has been discussed previously by others or it may be to correct a totally stupid, asinine previous idea of his doing.  In case you were wondering, the idea that The Boss came up with today covers both those scenarios.

As I have bitched about on numerous posts, The Boss had a conference room built (thank goodness, now we have somewhere to eat our lunch), but in doing so utilized and removed the only entry to the warehouse from the office area (click here for recap).  Initially, I don't think this lack of entry was bothersome to The Boss.  It gave him an opportunity to spend even more time away from his desk, he now had to actually exit the building to get to the warehouse to gab with the staff),  it provided him some "fresh air" time and a bit of extra steps for his daily FitBit tally.  As they say, the worm turned once inclement weather became a factor.  The Boss was not happy when he had to exit the building during one of our many rain storms this summer to gain access to the warehouse.  This only occurred a couple of times, so it was quickly forgotten.  Now the weather has changed in a more dramatic fashion; in 2020 there is no fall on the east coast -one day it is 85 degrees and the next day you wake up and it is feels like winter.

Today was one of those days.  The high today was a blustery 50 degrees with both wind and clouds.  Not a very nice day to go for a stroll to say the least.  Today, The Boss had to make four (necessary) trips to the warehouse.  That is not counting his three unnecessary trips.  So, a total of seven trips outside, across the parking lot and then back to return to the office.  After his sixth trip (yes, I was counting), I heard him on the phone talking with someone about some changes he wanted to make to the conference room.  I didn't think much of it, but once I saw the contractor who built the conference room walk through the front door, I knew exactly what was about to happen..... we were going to FINALLY get a door!

The Boss and the contractor entered the conference room and exited about 15 minutes later.  The contractor said he would be by next week.  The contractor left and The Boss was quick to sit down in the middle of the room to tell everyone what was going on.  He started off by saying that he had an idea last evening and after the inclement weather today and his numerous trips to the warehouse, he knew it was really a great idea.  He outlined how the contractor was going to cut a hole in the wall and create a door.  This way we would enter the conference room and exit the new door into the warehouse.  He really was proud of this idea and actually said that it would make life for everyone much easier.

We all just looked at him, shook our heads in agreement and went back to work.  I think he was disappointed that no one fawned over this "great idea".  Dejected, he returned to his office for most of the remaining day.  Needless to say, we never should have not had a door to the warehouse...who the hell would build a room that way, but I am happy to hear we are finally getting a door.  Better late than never!